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Screams echoed down the hallway. Thranduil paced nervously outside of the door, with his three sons as his daughter and the healers tended to Elliene. There seemed to be difficulties with the birth, of the youngest child. Thranduil watched as Jaren, the crown prince fingered the small bag of stones at his belt, and Mussassi and Kriss toyed with the stone hung around each of their necks.

Finally the screams stopped and they heard a quiet murmuring. Soon Ianna, Thranduil's only daughter came out of the room. Her face looked grim, and she held her stone in one hand, as she told her father, and king the news. The youngest prince had been born, but at the cost of Elliene's life.

The whole of Greenwood, mourned the loss of it's queen, for she had been gracious to all of it's occupants. Except of course the spiders, and orcs that invaded the kingdom.

For days, the King wouldn't come out of his rooms. His family feared they would lose him as well as the little prince, for if an elf wasn't named by a parent by it's fifth day of birth (not birthday, 5 days after being born.) the child would be deemed a wraith, and set in the forest to die. Fortunately, Thranduil came out.

Thranduil looked at his small child, who smiled at him, and burbled. Thranduil smiled back, and the whole kingdom relaxed as the naming took place.

"As the last act of love from my dear departed wife, this child shall grow into a fine warrior, and help return Greenwood to it's former greatness. This child. my child shall bear the name Legolas Greenleaf." At the king's last words, there was a tremendous uproar, as the inhabitants looked upon the youngest prince. The prince Legolas.

Of course, not all were happy with the arrangement. Two forms could be seen sulking about the arrangement in the shadowes.

The princes Mussassi and Kriss felt that Legolas had been the reason their mother had died. No matter that the healers said that her body hadn't healed completely from the orc attack the day before; Legolas' birth had strained her until she couldn't stand it, and she had passed quietly into the halls of Mandos.

"If it wasn't for him, mother would still be alive." Hissed Mussassi.

Kriss nodded in agreement. "If only he had even been born a couple of days later, then she would have healed fine. But no; he just couldn't wait."

Suddenly a new voice chimed in, "You should be happy that at least Legolas was saved. We almost lost him as well. And you had better not let father hear you say that else you'll be in trouble." Said princess Ianna.

Both boys glared at her, and left to join the festivities.

Ianna groaned, "Sometimes it's almost impossible for me to believe that Mussassi is my twin. He is just to irrational." She hugged her stone closer to her and walked back inside to meet with Jaren.

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